Snippet Medley

Q: What the hell is this?

A: I was writing a couple of stories and thought I'd post them up in the same story since they don't really go anywhere or continue. Mostly fluff stories involving the Harry Potter characters doing things. There's no real point to the stories and no explanation as to how the characters got together. I just wanted to write something that happened to be explicit. This is the first one.

Snippet 1: Night Waking.
Summary - Draco wakes up Harry in the night... typical Slash plot.
Pairing - Harry/Draco. General feel - Upbeat and happy.

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Night Waking.
By: agentgrrrl

The heat woke him early in the night.

Draco contorted away from Harry's burning body. Tugging at the sheets he pulled them off with a jerk and absently discarded them on the floor. Leaving the bed bare and both of them exposed. Harry turned over and curled into himself pulling at his shirt revealing small portions of flesh. If Draco had been closer Harry would have wrapped himself around him instead. Draco sat up rubbing his eyes and letting the cool night air wash over him.

Groggy midnight again. Draco sighed maybe someday he'd be able to sleep through the night. He didn't need more than 5 hours of sleep and no matter how quiet it was he always woke up. He looked around the room with a critical eye.

The room needed some paint and a little work to really be livable. Boxes were still piled up next to the door and their clothing was tossed casually around. Draco chuckled at himself and his ingrained reaction. Harry liked the cluttered effect. It was just so different from the strict enforced spotlessness of Draco's old room and lifestyle. Right now their place was homely and jumbled, not at all like the museum quality of Draco's old room at home. The state of their place was both a surprising comfort and a bothersome preoccupation for Draco. It made his fingers inch.

Harry turned over again and his warm fingers searched out and wrapped themselves around Draco's leg. Harry let out a small puff of warm air as he rubbed his face against Draco. Harry was always so warm. Draco could never figure out why Harry felt the need to pile all of these sheets on the bed when inevitably one of them would end up tossing them on the floor.

Draco reached over and touched Harry's face, running nimble fingers over sleeping features. Stopping whenever Harry stirred Draco traced out and caressed his territory. Smirking to himself, Draco looked over Harry, pleased with the result he was getting from the sleeping form. Harry's face was flushed and his breathing had deepened slightly.

Harry had to go to work tomorrow and he was going to be working late. Draco knew that whatever Harry was working on had to be done this week or heads were going to roll. But even so, they hadn't really celebrated their new home.

Harry needed to take a small break from his hectic regiment of work and sleep.

Draco moved away enough to untangle Harry from him. Harry made a slight sound to protest the lack of heat but Draco moved back next to him only lower just enough to cover Harry's legs. Draco feathered his fingers along Harry's body as he pulled Harry's pajama bottoms down. Draco licked the small sliver of flesh the he was exposing.

Harry moved in his sleep. Draco pulled the bottoms down until Harry was fully exposed licking his way down Harry's belly. Soft breathing hitched up as Draco breathed on Harry's half hard cock. An amused chuckle floated down to Draco.

"I thought we decided to not disturb our schedules for mindless sex."

Draco wanted to hear Harry like this forever. Sleepy, sexy, a voice deep and rumbling that seemed to vibrate through him.

Draco loved the night. It was one of the few times there was nothing between them. No past, no present, and no future just the two of them together. Pressed so close that it was hard to tell where either of them started or ended.

Draco licked Harry's length, teasing a low moan from him. Draco didn't bother to answer Harry as he felt his actions should speak for him. Harry's hands combed through Draco's hair rubbing along his scalp. Draco rewarded Harry by swallowing him to the root. Harry arched up and pushed trying to somehow get more of Draco's mouth. Draco molded his tongue along the under side of Harry cock pulling back and sucking on the pulsing flesh. Harry gasped his hands flexing as Draco's tongue lavished the underside of his cock. Draco moved on to suck the head, brushing around the edges with his tongue, and licking the very tip. Teasing Harry and making him whimper.

Draco stroked the heated length of Harry's cock running his hand along its now smooth hardness. He curled his hand and gripped with a sure motion. Lowering his mouth he sucked hard while jerking the taunt flesh.

Harry's breathing was now reduced to short pants and his hands were shaking and pressing softly down, urging Draco to swallow him once more. Draco's laughter hummed along Harry's length. Harry tossed his head to the side and Draco watched him arch. Giving into the pleading hands, Draco ran his hand all the way down to the very base of Harry's cock. Mimicking the motion of his hands with his mouth he slowly worked his way down.

Harry was making soft sounds as Draco sucked. The hands were no longer in Draco's hair but were now griping the sheets hard. Harry pressed himself into Draco's mouth and came with a soundless cry. Draco swallowed, constricting his throat around Harry causing him to moan low and soft.

Draco licked at Harry pleased with the relaxed and boneless posture. Draco shifted up, stroking his body along Harry's until he could dip his head and softly press his lips against Harry's. It was a painfully quick chaste kiss to follow such a dirty opening. It was quite underhanded even for him.

Harry laughed under him and rolled them both over pining Draco to the bed and answering the light kiss with a deeper one.

Draco rubbed himself against Harry stretching his arms up and around the hot body urging Harry to put his weight down on him and hold him still. The heated kiss continued, soft and intimate. Exploring, Draco turned his head and flicked his tongue out into the open heat of Harry's mouth.

Sometimes there were things more important then sleep.

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Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. (it's true)

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